Okay, bear with me, people. I FINALLY found a way to upload this stuff, so I'm churning out stories like crazy! But the good news is (so you don't lose your minds or kill me with a flaming shoe) that most of these stories ARE finished, so how many reviews I get decides how often I update... MWAHAHAHAHA!! (clears throat) Anyways, on with the show!

This story is dedicated to KaydenceRei, Ciara, and Rachel! Thanks, peeps!

Disclaimer: They ain't mine. (wistful sigh)

Olivia motioned to a door at the end of the hall, and Elliot nodded, following her. Taking a deep breath, Olivia turned the doorknob slowly, easing the door open.

But before they could take another step, the entire floor exploded into a hail of bullets.

Olivia felt a bullet tear through her shoulder, and she grabbed the wound, somehow managing to stay on her feet.

Elliot saw her take the bullet, and his heart leapt into his throat.

"Olivia!" he screamed, throwing himself at his partner, sending them both spiraling to the ground.

Acting as a shield, he covered her body with his as the bullets rained around them. He felt a bullet burn through his side, but he continued to shield his partner.

Finally the spray of bullets ended, and Elliot raised his head cautiously, surveying the scene. Somewhere down the hall, he heard roaring and what sounded like wood splintering, but he was more concerned about his partner.

"Liv? Liv, you okay?" he asked as he rolled onto his side, gritting his teeth against the burning pain in his side.

She didn't respond, and Elliot became concerned.

But before he could speak again, a deafening crash shook the building. Without thinking, Elliot threw himself over his partner's limp form, covering her head.

Above them, chunks of the ceiling crumbled and fell around them. Beneath them, the floorboards creaked and groaned ominously, and Elliot tightened his hold on his unconscious partner.

The building lurched sideways, and Elliot felt the burning pain in his side return before the darkness swallowed him.

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Cragen, Munch and Fin watched in horror as the building swayed from side to side.

Spotting a firefighter, Fin grabbed his arm and shouted, "Hey, our friends are in there!"

"The building's about to give!" the firefighter shouted back. He disappeared, then returned a few seconds later with another firefighter.

The first one said, "There's some people trapped inside, boss! We gotta get 'em out!"

The second firefighter turned to Cragen and said, " We're gonna try to get 'em out. What are their names?"

"Elliot and Olivia," Cragen answered, staring at the building.

"That building's gonna give any minute," the second firefighter said. "If we're gonna have a prayer of getting them out alive, we've gotta move, now!"

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When Elliot came to, he couldn't tell how much time had passed. The room was submerged in darkness, and as his eyes adjusted, he realized that there was no way out of the room.

A dull ache brought him back to the present, and Elliot remembered that he wasn't alone.

Pushing himself up onto his heels, he crouched over Olivia and laid one of his big hands on her back, using his other hand to stroke her hair.

"Liv?" he whispered, leaning close to her head. She didn't respond, and with extreme caution, Elliot rolled Olivia onto her back.

With a trembling hand, he laid two fingers on her neck, holding his breath as he felt for her pulse. He let out a relieved sigh when he found it.

As his eyes traveled over his unconsious partner, Elliot's breath caught in his throat. Her right arm was bent backward at an impossible angle, and he knew immediately that it was broken.

Looking around the room, his heart sank as the severity of the situation dawned on him. They were both in need of medical attention, and they were trapped in a room that, in a split second, could become their tomb.

TBC...

A/N: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know I'm evil. Go review and I'll update faster... (wink wink nudge nudge)